Longevity starts with strengthening the internal organs

"Now come and hit me." Xiao Yan said.

Zhao Ya understood that Xiao Yan was planning to cause injuries to clear his suspicion, so he did not hesitate.

"Attention."

Saying that, Zhao Ya punched out.

Although Zhao Ya had already dispersed his two major boundary-breaking talents, Mandrill Body and Ghostly Eyes, and only used 30% of his strength, it was still a huge pressure on Xiao Yan.

She barely resisted for a moment, and then she was blasted away by a huge force. When she landed, her left hand was twisted into a twist, and four or five ribs were broken.

Xiao Yan spat out two mouthfuls of bloody phlegm, and her already pale complexion was now as white as paper.

"Is that enough? How about another punch?" Zhao Ya asked.

Xiao Yan was so frightened that she repeatedly waved her intact right hand, "That's enough, that's enough. If you punch me again, I won't have to respond. You'll kill me directly."

Zhao Ya smiled, bent down and picked up the dagger on the ground, "Will you take this with you?"

"Leave this to you. After all, if they check the wound and find that the dagger that stabbed Wan Zhen is on me, it will be troublesome. And don't underestimate this dagger. This thing came from the weapons master of Wanshou County. Although the handwriting is not a magic weapon, it is still precious enough."

Zhao Ya's heart moved slightly when he heard it, as if he thought of something, he nodded immediately and said: "Okay."

Xiao Yan left.

Only Wan Zhen's body was left on the ground.

Zhao Ya naturally couldn't let go of this great opportunity to touch the corpse, so he touched it with great anticipation, but the result was a huge disappointment to Zhao Ya.

Zhao Ya didn't find anything useful in Wan Zhen.

This guy seems to be intentionally not putting anything on him.

In fact, it’s normal if you think about it carefully.

Because at Wan Zhen's age, any secret book of martial arts is useless, and as for the martial arts he practices, there is no need to record them on paper, which will only increase the risk of leakage.

Not everyone has the habit of writing diaries and essays like Jin Cunyue.

After all, no serious person keeps a diary.

Zhao Ya dropped Wan Zhen's body, turned around and hurried back.

When we arrived at the manor, there was no one inside.

The battle between Zhao Ya and Wan Zhen left many people in the manor dead and injured. The remaining people saw that the situation was not good, so they naturally dispersed.

Even Yu Bo, whom Zhao Ya captured before, didn't know where he had gone.

Zhao Ya didn't bother to look for it.

Now he is very pressed for time, because Xiao Yan made it clear that he only has one night.

After daybreak and the news spread, it would be very dangerous for him to stay here any longer.

Zhao Ya quickly walked around the manor, then took out the treasure map and compared it carefully.

According to the records on the treasure map, Dongwang's remains should be buried between two peaks.

But it was dark at this time, and we could only vaguely see the outline of the mountain peaks.

But this was not a problem for Zhao Ya. He flew to the highest point of the manor, looked around carefully, leaned over and observed again, and finally determined the specific location.

It was a barracks located on the edge of the manor, and was usually used to feed exotic animals.

When Zhao Ya came here, it was empty, and even the strange beasts had run away.

Entering it, Zhao Ya smelled a pungent fishy smell, which was almost exactly the same as the smell of the giant crane.

I don’t know what method the Beast Taming Sect used to actually control a flying beast like the giant crane and make it come back to eat every day.

Although the location has been determined, it is not easy to find the entrance to the remains in this huge barracks.

According to ordinary people's thinking, now is the time to pick up a shovel and start digging bit by bit.

But Zhao Ya is not an ordinary person, and he doesn't have that much time.

So he used a trick.

His figure suddenly swelled, and his tattered clothes, which were already stretched, were now even more unsightly.

It seems that I have to prepare an extra piece of clothing at all times in the future, otherwise once I use my mandrill body, my clothes will not be visible at all.

Zhao Ya thought secretly, and then began to use the Xiaowu Road Soul-Chasing Kick in the barracks.

This leg skill seems to be a bit useless to Zhao Ya today. In terms of lethality, it is far inferior to the King Kong Fist and the Big Monument Slammer, so Zhao Ya rarely uses it.

But it is surprisingly useful here.

Boom, boom, boom!

Accompanied by a loud sound like a drum, Zhao Ya's figure quickly shuttled through the barracks. Every time a foot landed, it would stir up bursts of smoke and dust, leaving a deep footprint on the ground.

Zhao Ya's idea is very simple. No matter what the Dongwang's relic is, one thing is certain, that is, it must be buried underground.

As long as it is buried underground, the soil on the surface will be different.

Zhao Ya used his leg skills and landed on the ground with one foot in order to find out where this place was as quickly as possible.

Facts have proved that Zhao Ya's method is effective.

Because only more than a quarter of an hour had passed, after Zhao Ya stepped down, he felt that the ground under his feet was unusually soft.

This feeling was very subtle, and Zhao Ya immediately stopped and observed carefully.

really.

After taking a closer look, Zhao Ya found that the soil within two meters in diameter was different from the surroundings and was obviously a little softer.

Zhao Ya perked up and looked around. He found a shovel and other tools not far away, so he picked up a shovel and started digging hard.

With Zhao Ya's physical strength and endurance, he could dig up soil surprisingly quickly.

With just half a cup of tea, Zhao Ya dug to a depth of more than one meter. The soil below became even more unusual. It was obviously backfilled mature soil.

Zhao Ya dug even more vigorously.

finally.

After digging more than three meters deep, the shovel suddenly hit something hard.

When you push aside the floating soil on the surface, you can see that there is a huge stone slab underneath.

There are exquisite patterns carved on the stone slab, which are obviously not vulgar objects.

Zhao Ya did not rush to lift the stone slab, but dug around until the edge of the stone slab was revealed. Then he used a shovel to pry one corner and slowly pressed down.

There was a slight crack in the stone slab, but there was nothing unusual about it.

Zhao Ya then stretched out his hand to grab the gap and lifted it up suddenly.

At the same time, Zhao Ya's muscles tensed up and he was ready to dodge.

After all, no one knows what is under the stone slab, just in case there is another agency ambushing him.

Everything turned out to be normal, and there was no scene where thousands of arrows were fired as expected.

Under the stone slab is a dark passage extending diagonally downwards. Even the steps are made of stone.

The key point was that Zhao Ya discovered that there was actually a hint of cool breeze coming out of this passage.

This also proves that the air inside is very fresh, and it should be connected to other places.

Zhao Ya took out the fire stick, lit it and walked into the passage.

The first section of the road was very dark, and I could barely see the road under my feet with the help of Huo Zhezi, but as I walked, a glimmer of light appeared in front of me.

Zhao Ya walked quickly and then came to a fork in the road.

One of the paths had a slight cool breeze and the faint sound of water coming from it, while the other path showed a faint brilliance.

Zhao Ya did not hesitate and walked into the lighted path first, and soon came to a stone room.

The entire stone chamber was made of unknown jade, emitting a gleaming white light in the darkness.

The door of the stone room was ajar, and Zhao Ya pushed hard.

With a creak, the stone door opened.

After entering the stone room, the layout inside was very simple, with only a stone bed, stone table, stone benches and other items.

On the stone bed, there was a person sitting cross-legged.

When he first saw this person, even Zhao Ya was shocked.

Because this person has all his skin and hair, he looks like he is asleep at first glance.

However, upon closer inspection, Zhao Ya discovered that this man had been dead for a long time, and even his clothes were rotten, which showed that he had been sitting here for who knows how many years.

Could this be the so-called Dong Wang?

Zhao Ya looked around and found no dazzling array of treasures as he imagined.

The layout in this stone room is very simple and can be seen at a glance, so there is no place to hide.

The only place to hide something is this body.

Zhao Ya stepped forward and touched the body lightly.

call.

The clothes on the corpse instantly turned into fly ash, and the skin and hair quickly withered.

This scene was very terrifying, but Zhao Ya's attention was not on it at all. He saw at a glance that there was a book placed at the knee of the corpse.

Zhao Ya felt happy.

To be honest, even a house full of gold, silver and jewelry is not very attractive to Zhao Ya today.

Only these secret books that can record things are what Zhao Ya is most interested in.

Because he was afraid that the book would also become corrupted, Zhao Ya couldn't be more cautious when picking it up.

After holding it in his hand, Zhao Ya couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Because the material used in this book is obviously unusual, after such a long time, the surface is still as bright as new.

After carefully opening the first page, Zhao Ya began to read carefully.

After a moment, Zhao Ya's face couldn't help but glow with joy.

Because what is recorded on the first page is the self-narration of the corpse sitting on the stone bed.

It turns out that this person's surname is Fu, and his name is Fu Dongjun. He was a martial arts expert who dominated the rivers and lakes of Dayan three hundred years ago.

At the age of forty, he successfully achieved the realm of opening pulses by relying on his own efforts. He is a genius and is respected as the King of the East.

It would be fine if that was all, but Zhao Ya got some surprising news from Fu Dongjun's self-report.

That is, opening the pulse is far from the end. At least there is an existence called Yuanhai Realm above this.

"Yuan Hai Realm..."

Zhao Ya silently recited these three words, his eyes filled with brilliance.

This was the first time he heard this name.

According to Fu Dongjun's records, this Yuanhai state is achieved by opening up all the main meridians of the body and further cultivating the foundation of true power in the Dantian, so that it can be connected with a mysterious and indescribable force between heaven and earth. .

After reaching this realm, a person has truly transcended the realm of mortals. Although he does not talk about going to heaven or earth, he can still achieve some tricks that only exist in myths and novels.

After attaining the realm of opening pulses, Fu Dongjun was originally very satisfied and thought he had reached the top. However, by chance, he met a master of the Yuanhai realm who had never left the world.

When he found out that there was Yuan Hai Realm beyond Kai Mei, Fu Dongjun was not depressed, but was very happy and confidently launched an attack on Yuan Hai Realm.

But he never expected that his promotion, which he thought would come naturally, encountered difficulties.

No matter how hard Fu Dongjun tried, even if he had opened up all twelve meridians in his body, he still couldn't feel any chance of breakthrough.

People are like this, if they have never seen it and never have hope, that's it.

What I fear most is the feeling of having hope and then falling completely into despair.

At that time, Fu Dongjun was deeply depressed.

In order to put aside distracting thoughts and focus on promotion, he even abandoned his wife and children, came to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain to dig a secret passage, and then locked himself up, just to prove the truth.

This is a do-or-die last resort.

Fu Dongjun also understood that there were only two results waiting for him, one was to be successfully promoted and escape from the predicament.

Second, he was trapped to death in this stone room.

In order to prevent himself from dying in obscurity, he deliberately left a map to his then young son and told his wife that if he could not come back, he would ask his son to follow the map to find him when he grew up. .

Later, Fu Dongjun failed to get promoted, but he didn't know what went wrong, and his son didn't come.

In this way, Fu Dongjun stayed in this stone room for three hundred years, until Zhao Ya arrived today.

After reading it, Zhao Ya couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Although it was only a short page of records, Zhao Ya could still feel Fu Dongjun's high-spirited spirit back then, as well as his distress and despair after his promotion was hopeless.

At this point, Zhao Ya finally solved a mystery in his heart, which was where Fu Tingyuan got this treasure map.

Presumably Fu Tingyuan is the descendant of this Fu Dongjun.

From this page alone, Zhao Ya gained a lot.

At least his horizons have been further broadened, and he knows that there is a Yuanhai realm above the Kaimai realm.

And when you turn to the page of the self-narration, you will see that the back is densely packed with records of Fu Dongjun’s practice experience.

And the true power cultivation method that Zhao Ya cared about the most and was in urgent need of most finally appeared.

"The true power of swallowing stars..." Zhao Ya murmured softly, with brilliance in his eyes.

Zhao Ya was greatly shocked by the few words recorded at the beginning.

The rigor of this star-swallowing true power, and its power after being practiced, are far beyond Zhao Ya's imagination.

But this is not the time to study the techniques.

Zhao Ya installed the technique close to his body, and then gave a very solemn fist to the bones on the stone bed.

"Senior Dong Wang, although I am not your descendant, since I am here, it is fate. I have accepted this Star Swallowing Technique. Thank you very much!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Ya turned around and left the stone room, quickly arriving at the fork in the road.

At this time, Zhao Ya already knew that if you follow another fork in the road, you can reach an underground river, and then you can reach the surface not far away. That should be the shortcut to the outside world that Xiao Yan told him. .

But Zhao Ya didn't plan to go like that.

He quickly returned to the ground, replaced the stone slabs, filled them back with soil, and then Zhao Ya began to set fire everywhere.

Soon, the manor was in flames.

This is also to eliminate the traces left behind.

After doing this, the eastern sky turned pale, and Zhao Ya immediately rushed to the river.

After successfully arriving at the small river according to Xiao Yan's description, Zhao Ya did not choose to take a boat. Instead, he went all the way down the small river and disappeared into the boundless forest of Wanshou Mountain at an extremely fast speed. among.

Not even an hour after he left, a large number of people came to the manor.

The leader was an old man with a strange appearance.

He looked at the manor that was still burning in front of him with a sinking face.

No one dared to speak.

It wasn't until a long time later that I heard him say in a cold voice: "Bring that woman up."

Someone dragged the bruised Xiao Yan over like a dog to death.

The old man looked at her condescendingly, "Now that Wan Zhen is dead, everyone in this manor is also dead, and even the house has been burned down. In the end, you are the only one who survived. Do you think I should believe you?" Well, should I kill you?"

Xiao Yan smiled bitterly, "Everything depends on the orders of the fifth elder. Whether it is life or death, I dare not have the slightest opinion, but I only ask that the fifth elder can give me a happy life for the sake of my life and death for the sect for so many years."

"Okay, then close your eyes." The old man said coldly.

Xiao Yan closed her eyes obediently and prepared to wait for death.

When the old man saw this, he raised his hand and slapped it.

This palm carried the sound of biting wind and struck directly at Xiao Yan's face.

If this were to happen, even ten Xiao Yan would not be enough to kill him.

Xiao Yan remained motionless, seemingly resigned to her fate.

Finally, the palm edge barely touched the hair on Xiao Yan's face, and her hair was swaying in the wind from the palm.

The old man suddenly stopped and took a deep look at Xiao Yan.

"Very good, it seems that everything you said is true."

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